People want to talk about what makes them happyWhat really makes you happy?Tell me what makes you happyMakes you happy, makes you sad, makes you gladTell me what makes you happyPeople say its money, give me the moneyAll the money (money)

If I could live forever and a dayKnow I'd never fade awayBut my life is not okay, I...I take the bus to my job and one night I got robbedLife is fucking up my vibe, I...I wish had a lot of moneyHad a lot of dough, had a lot of paper you already knowMy life would be so much better with cheddarOnly work as hard as I do for vendettaCause my 9th grade teacher said I wouldn't be shitWouldn't be nothingWorking that minimum wage and cooking McMuffinsSo I'm puffing on this greenWishing I had more money than I doImagine if I had more money than Erykah Badu, aye...And so I'm all about my businessIs there anyone who witness?Can a brother get a witness like...Ah-Ooh, Ah-OohWassup with it come and get itTell me now what's on your mindI ain't talking bout that shit you post up on your timelineSpeak to me in real time, open up and redefineOpen up a motherfucking book for once and read a lineSomebody tell me now what done happen to societyMy happiness is gone and it took with it my sobrietyThey say that money cannot make you happyDo not lie to me, whoever said that shit was never brokeAnd wouldn't try to be, who is you to try with me?Why you trying me?Like ahh...

Now I'm a tell 'em what makes me happyThis what makes me happy, right hereLike this...

Jump up on that MPC, like a boss MVPCook up shit that make other producers wanna envy meMaster it then set it free, turn it into MP3sSpin that shit up in Serato, I can feel the energy

This shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper, deeper than moneyThis shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyYou know its deeper, deeper honeyThis shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than your moneyMy money, they money, everybody moneySaid, this shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyIt's deeper than money

I don't do this shit for nothing but myselfI don't do this shit for nothing but myselfI don't do this shit for nothing but myselfI don't do this shit for nothing but myselfThink I need to focus more on my health

I do, I doThis the shit that I loveThis the shit that I loveComes straight from aboveOff the top off the domeGotta get it, go homeHella late, feeling good, got a lot on my plateWhat the fuck is on my mind?I just, I just want to rhymeThis the type of shit I got to doOh my God, what's the time?Can you feel it right now?Can you feel the whole style?It's the type of shit, I gotta get it, gotta get itI've been vibing out here in MalibuWould you come through?Tell me motherfucker truly what it do?L-O-G-I-C, this is who I beL.A. where I'm at, M.D. what I beAll that, all thatGod, I can feel it, I can feel itI'm a fly on the wall feeling ten feet tallRight now this the type of shit, this the styleThis the motherfucking styleAnd so I tell em...

This shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper, deeper than moneyThis shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyYou know its deeper, deeper honeyThis shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than your moneyMy money, they money, everybody moneySaid, this shit is deeper than moneyDeeper than moneyDeeper than moneyIt's deeper than mone